On September 21, the seventh year of the Apocalypse, there were a large number of fires among the Ming army's camps on the south bank of the Chishui River. The firewood on them was basically burning white. Warm breakfast and boiling water. Yesterday, officers and non-commissioned officers at all levels were informed that there might be fierce fighting today, and they also informed the soldiers of this news. Last night, the headquarters of the selection camp ordered the soldiers to eat meat. The soldiers tasted the steaming pork, knowing that there would be arduous work waiting for them the next day. There are more than 2,000 recruits in the camp who enlisted in Fujian. Although they came all the way They have encountered many difficulties, but they are still a little nervous. But the veterans acted as if nothing had happened. They indulged their appetites and ate the delicacies in front of them. The main topic of discussion was the reward after the war. After eating and drinking, the battle-hardened veterans got into their tents and fell asleep. In the blink of an eye, the sound echoed throughout the camp. Their performance made the recruits feel at ease and they all stopped whispering nervously. The entire camp soon fell silent. Only the footsteps of the patrol sergeant occasionally broke the quiet atmosphere. Early this morning, each fruit leader went to the camp to collect fish and select the front camp. Yesterday, we netted a lot of river fish from the Chishui River. This morning, we can take one of each fruit for breakfast. When the soldiers got up, the leaders had already cooked the fish soup. Then he gave them fish soup and noodles for breakfast. These people are the non-commissioned officers of the Funing Army who serve as a bridge between officers and soldiers. It serves as a link between past and present and is the most important asset of the Funing Army. Needless to say, most of Huang Shi's officers were promoted from the non-commissioned officer class, and they all realized the importance of non-commissioned officers in addition to officers. Huang Shi also hopes that his soldiers can also have enough respect for non-commissioned officers. Therefore, the Funing Army has many regulations to help non-commissioned officers win respect, such as being responsible for sharing meals. And he has to be the last one to eat. Of course, all this is rewarded. Not only do they have the opportunity to be promoted to officers, but they can also win medals more easily than ordinary soldiers. Finally, Huangshi gave them a special reward: If they have no salary, they should only receive one or two every month except for soldiers. In addition to five coins of silver, Huangshi will also give each of them a red envelope in a personal name. There is usually a Funing Town silver coin worth five cents in it. After breakfast, the soldiers helped each other put on the armor. Jia Minghe had ordered the heavy infantry to put on armor and prepare. While the soldiers were busy putting on their armor, the faint sound of artillery could be heard from the direction of the Chishui River. After putting on their armor, they silently picked up their long guns and followed the officers towards the river. There are many black reefs in the Chishui River, and there are a few relatively large ones with white waves on the central channel. When the water on both sides of the river is shallower, more rocks emerge from the water. There are also some rocks hidden a little under the water, and their looming shadows can be seen through the river water. There is a relatively flat river bank on both sides of the Chishui River. From time to time, cavalrymen fly back and forth from the river bank, passing information and orders back and forth. The heights of the riverbanks on both sides of the river and the water level are almost the same. There are a lot of pebbles on the junction line of the river bank. The engineering team of the Selected Front Battalion was busy by the river. They tied the cut branches into bundles with ropes, then added some stones and threw them to the Chishui River, where the water flow was slower and the wood and stone mixture would not be washed away. They are all silted up next to the rocks on the river bank. This gentle river bank is not too long, but a relatively steep slope soon appeared not far away. There are some low shrubs and small trees growing on it. Above this slope is another relatively flat area of ??woods and grassland. Jia Minghe was standing on the high slope of the south bank at this time, surrounded by a group of officers from the General Staff Department. The artillerymen behind Jia Minghe were conducting test firings, not only to adjust the angle of the artillery, but also to dampen the morale of the rebels. The sound of artillery fire gradually subsided after a while, and the rebels on the other side gathered more and more. Soon, a black mass of heads appeared in the distance. Jia Minghe raised his binoculars and looked at the rebels, carrying a large number of bamboo rafts and wooden rafts, slowly coming from the north with heavy steps. A staff officer walked quickly behind Jia Minghe and reported loudly: "Sir, there are no signs of large-scale rebels building rafts and forcibly crossing elsewhere, and the rebels from all along the river seem to be rushing towards us. " knew. After a while, another staff officer came over and reported: "Your Excellency, the forward selection camp has been assembled." Jia Minghe put down his telescope and turned around to say a few words. Immediately, staff officers and order soldiers spread his order. The Ming army had to The fire commanders strode to the slopes on the side of the river and began to set up shooting positions. Most of them placed their fire weapons on the slopes facing the riverbank from the high ground, overlooking the Chishui River. After the fire commanders completed their deployment. The leading troops also arrived at the opposite river bank. A large number of rebel soldiers ran down the opposite high slope. After they touched the land on the riverside, they immediately ran towards the river and worked hard to clear the rocks and riverside on their side. Get sundries.bsp; Then a large number of bamboo rafts were pushed down from the high slope. They brought with them large masses of sand and rocks, which violently swooped down the slope and fell heavily to the ground beside the river, making continuous violent crashing sounds. . The rebel soldiers followed these bamboo rafts and quickly jumped over the obstacles on the steep slope to the ground and nimbly dodged the bamboo rafts and wooden rafts that caught up behind them. At this time, the Ming army had reported that there was still no large-scale crossing of the river in other places. Jia Minghe asked the messenger to notify the friendly forces to strengthen their vigilance and notify him immediately if there was any situation. He raised his telescope again. The rebels on the opposite road were still pouring in in an endless stream. It was truly a sea of ??people. "Sir, do you want to humble yourself and order artillery fire?" A staff officer reminded Jia Minghe from behind after seeing the momentum. "Of course not. Jia Minghe's tone rose slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise in it. He said without looking back: "Let our spearmen enter the position first. "I obey, my lord." The drums of the Ming army sounded rhythmically. "The whole army stands up! "Forward! " As the officers powerfully ordered the two thousand heavy-armed infantrymen of the Ming Army to follow the drums and march towards the slope in neat steps, the sun shone on the armor and guns and knives of these soldiers. From the sky, it looked like there was a Mercury flowed in the woods. These soldiers suddenly appeared in front of the rebels on the opposite side. The forest, which was more than a mile long, was full of silver light. Hundreds of Ming Army armored infantry flashed out of it. This group of silver light was very bright. It quickly reached the edge of the high slope, and then quickly flowed down the slope. After a while, it filled the river bank on the opposite side. The subordinates issued the command. The spearmen of the Ming army stood in a double line, as if setting a thin silver border for the Chishui River. "The whole army sat down one by one." After issuing this order, the Ming army began. They all sat on the river bank and raised their nine-foot spears high into the sky. The officers in front of them also turned around and hid their hands behind their backs under their red cloaks, looking coldly towards the other side. The rebels looked over. A gust of wind blew over the heads of the two thousand officers and soldiers. The white feathers on their helmets made a thin whistle in the wind. This was the only sound on the other side of the Ming army's position. More rebels rushed down the high slope. They stood on the riverside and shouted slogans in unison, working together to push away the rocks on the riverside. Many of them had their bare hands and feet pricked with blood by the rocks and weeds. Everyone seemed to be unconsciously working hard to clear the obstacles to crossing the river, as if no one saw the Ming army on the other side waiting for them. After receiving the report that the infantry had been deployed, Jia Minghe whispered: "Start the bombardment." Bar. Then he walked slowly to the edge of the high slope and looked at the crowd on the other side without saying a word. Based on the current distance between the two armies. The Ming army still used solid bullets in accordance with artillery regulations and began to bombard the ten field artillery pieces, which were set ablaze one by one. Some of the land hit the high slope on the other side, and some fell into the Chishui River. But more often than not, they hit the banks of rivers where people are crowded, or the steep slopes where people flow. The shells stirred up rubble, knocking people around it to the ground. From time to time, someone screamed and rolled down the steep slope to the river. Some bamboo rafts also lost control and got rid of the ropes tied to it, roaring down the steep slope. It rushed straight into the ground and pinned the rebel soldiers who could not dodge directly into the mud by the river. After one round of shelling, there was another round. This time, a bamboo raft lying flat on the river bank was accurately hit. The embroidery rods on this large embroidery are four layers thick. They were originally bundled tightly together and looked like a big raft full of air. With this fierce blow, the embroidery first bent violently, curling up like a ball of waste paper rubbed by a child. The bamboo raft violently bounced up from the ground as it stumbled. The four-story long bamboo poles on top were either shattered into pieces or shot out from the raft like demented wild horses. They twisted their bodies, rolled several times in the air, and then screamed. It rushed to the ground and penetrated deeply into the earth like rows of spears. The blood of the victims was still flowing on the embroidery poles. The shelling continued one after another, and more and more rebel soldiers fell on the river bank opposite. More than a dozen bamboo rafts were torn into pieces by the shelling, but more people came with more bamboo rafts. . They pushed the corpses of their companions aside and continued to move forward with the bamboo raft, or ran two steps and entered the water to move the rocks with the companions in front of them. Just in front of the Ming army's artillery, these people just cleared a flat road along the shallow river. A dozen rebel soldiers ran quickly with cables on their backs and dragged a bamboo raft into the water. They were proud of the large bamboo raft. After the ground floated on the river, the rebels on the other side of the river cheered loudly. "Replace the R11 bombs and fire them one by one as the rebels get the bamboo raft."The Ming Army's artillery was also replaced with short-range weapons. When the Ming army changed their ammunition, the rebels had already jumped into the water and jumped on the bamboo rafts and rowed towards the south bank. At the same time, there were many rebels holding embroidery with one hand. Stepping on the water and pushing the embroidery into the heart of the river, the rebels on the raft were singing folk songs while rowing. Although this is a shallow beach, there are many bamboo rafts in the water. It is inevitable that they will be pushed to the reef before the Ming army can open fire. There was a bamboo raft that was hit and then overturned by the current, throwing the people on it into the water. Several people were shot directly into the river. "Shoot!" The Ming army's Xia bombs hit the water, leaving people with nowhere to hide. Two of the people on the bamboo rafts leaning against each other suddenly had half of the people on the water plunging into the water. The remaining few people also fell on their faces. On top of the embroidery, the embroidery spiraled out of control and slid downstream. The river water repeatedly washed away the blood on the embroidery, but more blood flowed out from under the body and soaked the upper layer of bamboo rafts again. However, the continuous bombardment obviously could not stop the rebels from crossing the river, and as the Ming army's artillery stopped bombarding the river, more bamboo rafts were sent down the Chishui River with a few rebels who boarded the bamboo. There were more people jumping directly into the river, most of them were holding weapons, and many of them tied a section of cable around their waists. Although it was indeed a shoal that was easy to pass, the water in the middle of the river was still relatively fast. In the end, whether they were the rebels or the swimmers in the water, they had to use all their strength to fight the rapids. This was the best time for the Ming army to shell. Every F11 bomb took away a lot of weapons. Even a slight injury at this critical moment of life could be fatal. The Ming army's artillery fired again and again, and a group of rebel soldiers who were fighting bravely against the river suddenly stopped. When the next wave hits, their stiff bodies will be rolled over by the river water several times and then swept downstream. The bamboo rafts that have lost power one after another are pushed hard by the Chishui River to the black rocks, where countless bodies are lying. During the violent collision, they were thrown into the air and smashed repeatedly on the rocks or the water. After the rebels got through the middle of the river, they started to shoot. Under the orders of the officers, rounds of fire were carried out in an orderly manner. After each row of gunpowder smoke, some rebel warriors rushed over and fell into the river. The closer they got to the south bank, the more cautious the rebel soldiers became. Bamboo Ding struggled to push it over in front of him, and Ming Ming's sharp hands kept shooting, causing waves to spray around the bamboo raft or smashing the bamboo raft itself into pieces. A bamboo raft was close to the south bank, but one after another they were swept downstream by the river. Gradually, some floating bodies were pushed to the south bank by the river. Most of these people had their heads in the water and only their backs were exposed on the water. When people drifting with the current are caught by branches on the south bank, they will stop and gather more and more. Not only here on the south bank, but also on the rocks in the middle of the river, some corpses are sometimes caught under the water. The rocks blocking them slowly accumulated in these places. Gradually, even the large bamboo rafts began to be blocked by them and stopped between the reefs and corpses. "How many people have been lost by the rebels?" Jia Minghe asked the staff officer behind him. They asked a question in a calm tone, as if there was no emotion at all. "Six hundred?" "Seven hundred?" "Seven hundred and five?" Several staff officers behind them gave their approximate numbers to Jia Minghe. He didn't reply noncommittally. He just picked up the telescope and raised it to his eyes to observe the situation on the other side. The rebels on the opposite side are still coming. People kept dragging more bamboo rafts down the river, and then they shouted chants in unison and pushed them into the Chishui River. Then they jumped on the bamboo rafts vigorously and started rowing with a relaxed expression. Yes, his expression was relaxed, as if he was embarking on the journey home peacefully. More and more corpses and bamboo rafts were blocked on the river. The water downstream was gradually dyed pink, and the one-sided massacre continued. In the end, there were so many obstacles on the river that the new bamboo rafts almost lost the navigable channel. However, the brave sailors on them were still struggling to find the way, and like their predecessors, they were rowing hard while rowing. Singing the same songs as last night. People on the river bank who were not in time to get into the water also sang along to this song. As time went by, the thunderous singing sounded again on the North Bank. This was so bright that the southwestern folk songs easily suppressed the sound of the Ming army's gunfire. Countless people sang the praises of their ancestors and heroes and couldn't wait to jump into the water, carrying weapons or cables. Rushing to swim to the south bank. The first rebel who stepped on the bottom of the river on the south bank alive did not survive for a moment longer.The bullet hit him the moment he stood up. The companion behind the forerunner pushed his body away. He reached the obstacle that the Ming army still had on the shore with his hands, and when he was panting heavily and trying to open it, another fire started. Hit on his chest, the rebel soldier lay back with his eyes wide open and vomiting blood, letting the broad Chishui River take in his body. When the man was taken away from Chishui River, several more rebels stood up. They panted violently and rushed over to remove the obstacles of the Ming army regardless of their own safety. Another person untied the cable from his waist and tried to hook it to a rock. These few people were noticed by a group of Ming munitions experts. They took aim carefully and then fired a volley under the command of the officer. Several rebels fell on the obstacles they wanted to move away and became one of them. part. When the Ming Army was reloading, a dozen rebels quickly ran over. They first tore off the body and kept it aside. Then they worked together to drag out a piece of the Ming Army's obstacle from the river bank. Just when they shouted the trumpet again and pulled it into the river. The fire of the Ming army rang out again. This group of rebels also fell down. The leader covered his chest with one hand and turned backwards in a circle and fell down, but his right hand was still holding on to the branch. The fire was so huge that it could not bear the impact. Separate them. A cable was tied to a rock on the river bank. At this time, the faces of several staff officers behind the Jiaming River began to turn pale. One of them couldn't help but sigh: "As long as an army is willing to bleed, it can always advance." The other one could not help but sigh. The staff officer also sighed with approval: "No wonder the chaos in She'an spread to four provinces and it is so difficult to quell the rebels. Although there are few people, there are such tenacious people." More and more cables are being fixed on the rocks near the south coast. The songs of the rebels on the north bank also sang louder and louder. They walked down the Chishui River in whole groups. Walking towards the south bank holding the noose. The Ming army's barrier line was already covered with corpses, but this line was also opened by the rebels. Finally, a rebel staggered onto the land of the south bank. On the river bank, the Ming army officers all stood with their hands behind their hands, watching this exhausted person. Sandina moved towards them and moved closer to them. In the next shooting, the rebel soldier was hit and bounced back and died. The first person on the south bank of Chishui River. Jia Minghe looked at the Chishui River under his feet. This river is now really well-deserved. The firepower of the Ming army has been concentrated on the breakthrough of the obstacle line. A large number of firepower formed a round fire on this gap. This made it impossible for the rebels to get ashore for a while, but the rebels were also constantly expanding the obstacle line. Duan had to break through and saw that Huo Rui could no longer suppress them for much longer. "It's time for the pikemen. "As you command, my lord. The drums of the Ming Army on the river bank rang again. They had been recuperating for a long time, and the heavy infantry of the Ming Army stood up when they heard the sound. The Ming Army officers in front also turned around and began to issue orders. After performing a few simple team movements, they began to stride forward, passing by the officer and reaching behind the obstacle line. "Stand still!" "Look to the right." "Look forward: According to the orders of the officers behind them, the armored infantry of the Ming Army formed a battle formation closely together, and finally formed a long three-row horizontal formation. The sharp hands crossed They fired at the rebels in depth. After the pressure suddenly eased, more rebels swarmed up and moved the obstacles away. Then more rebel soldiers walked from the river to the shore. On the ground, I quietly watched the rebels move in front of me. Several, dozens, or hundreds of rebels came out of the turbid Chishui River. Their eyebrows, eye hairs, and beards were dripping with red. The water dropped and their coarse clothes turned black and red. These people walked on the muddy beach by the river, breathing heavily. Their heads and clothes were twisted into a ball. Shivering from the wind, the rebel soldiers clenched their weapons tightly and stared at the Ming army slowly approaching. "All of them have the heavy infantry of the Ming army. They all used their left hands to lower the masks on their helmets and then pulled them out of the rack. He leveled the long spear in his hand. The rebels let out long-suppressed roars and shouts, concentrating the last bit of strength in their bodies. Rushed towards the Ming army's defense line. "The first row - stabbed to the right. The battle has been over for a long time. Jia Minghe and the staff officers behind him still maintained an upright posture and looked towards the Chishui River. "Report - a soldier's long voice sounded behind him. It seems that the casualties of the Ming army have been calculated. "My lord, our army has eighty-seven dead and one hundred and ninety-five wounded. "Go on, you know. Jia Minghe sighed after the soldiers saluted and left. He took a few steps forward. The Ming army is clearing the battlefield on the river bank. It is impossible to estimate that there must be thousands of people to be killed today. However, more battle dead were taken away by the Chishui River. Countless rebel soldiers were killed today, including several staff officers under Jia Minghe.The total number is more than fifteen thousand. Looking at the river as red as blood, Jia Minghe gently took off his helmet, held it in his arms with one arm, looked ahead and said loudly: "Brothers, let us pay tribute to these brave enemies." Behind Jia Minghe Several staff officers also silently took off their helmets. They looked at the corpses and bamboo rafts rising and falling on the river for a long time before an officer said softly: "Everyone in our Funing army is a warrior. So we also admire the warriors the most. But we are the majestic Ming Dynasty kings and they are thieves and bandits." Since the commander-in-chief formed an army, he has been able to destroy everything he has done. No opponent can compete with his bravery." On September 23, the seventh year of the Apocalypse, the Chishui Guards' city gates were opened wide, leading from the outside of the city gates to the temporary government offices in the city. Both sides were densely packed with Ming soldiers. They were all wearing iron armor and helmets neatly. Two men walked back and forth to the front of the Deming army outside the city, and then they knelt down towards the front. After making a bow, he kowtowed, stood up, and took three small steps forward. Then he knelt down again to perform the salute of Deng and bowed, and then stood up and bowed again and again and so on from outside the city into the city gate. Then he saluted from the city gate to the temporary official office. Zhang Heming was sitting in the middle wearing a red official robe, black gauze and jade belt. After seeing Zhang Heming, these two people no longer dared to get up, so they knelt on the ground and slowly crawled over. Zhang Heming snorted and stood up, holding the jade belt around his waist, and strode forward to the steps of the middle door. Huang Shi, dressed in military uniform, followed Zhang Heming with a sullen expression, his left hand pressed on the hilt of his sword. Zhang Heming's face was full of anger, and his long white beard was shaking involuntarily. He kept his left hand on the jade belt around his waist and stretched his right arm forward with his index and middle fingers diagonally lowered. He shouted at the two people kneeling on the ground and asked: "She Chongming, An Bangyan, you two Can people be convicted? She Suming and An Bangyan didn't answer, they just kowtowed on the ground. Zhang Heming saw that their scalps were bleeding from the blows on the ground, and then he snorted again and waved to the soldiers around him. Immediately, several soldiers came out and tied up She Suiming and An Bangyan. The two men were dejected and had no intention of resisting. After the Ming army tied them up, they dragged them down and locked them in a prison car. After dragging the two people away, Zhang Heming wiped away the angry look on his face. He laughed three times with satisfaction, turned around and walked back to the middle seat, leaning on the back of the chair comfortably with his fingers. He knocked on the table. Huang Shi's position was next to Zhang Heming. In addition to the two of them, there were two other battalion officers from Huang Shi in the hall: He Dingyuan and Jia Minghe each had a bench. They sat opposite Zhang Heming. Huang Shide held the door like a second general. Zhang Heming was older, so the surrender ceremony was officially over. He first praised Huangshi's bravery again, and then he also invited He Dingyuan and Jia Minghe. He praised it. He said that whether it was He Dingyuan who defended Gucheng or Jia Minghe's return to the army, it was a great contribution. Of course, this was also inseparable from the so-called "strong generals have no weak soldiers" among Huangshi's leaders. He Dingyuan was a little depressed during this battle. He originally thought that the rebels would attack Chishui Guards wildly. Huang Shi's encouragement before leaving made him believe that "the wind is blowing and the water is cold, and the strong men will never return." It was a tragic feeling, but I thought that the rebels couldn't stand a fight. The Chishui Acropolis was not very big, with a circumference of less than three miles. The five thousand Ming troops in the city of Chishuiwei were really tight. . Coupled with the fact that the Funing Army had a lot of firepower and artillery, the rebels were definitely killed twice. At the beginning, She Chongming came to test it twice, but the Ming army had not used all its firepower, but the rebels were hit twice. Hui left. After that, the Yongning Army never came to Chishui Guards again. Later, when An Bangyan arrived, he organized another trial attack. The enemy's attack was not small, and the rebels surrounded Sanlang and mobilized almost 10,000 people. People attacked the city at the same time. Seeing the fierceness of the opponent, the Panshi camp naturally did not dare to neglect the artillery and fire. As a result, the Shuixi Army never came again. After that, it was a long and continuous defense of the city. Although He Dingyuan wanted to rush out of the city several times to fight back, before leaving, Huang Shi repeatedly said, "The Chishui Guards must not be absent, they must not be absent" and "If the Chishui Guards lose the Funing Army, the entire army will be destroyed." lingering in He Dingyuan's heart. After several repeated considerations, he felt that he could not put the entire army in danger for a moment of pleasure, so He Dingyuan just suppressed his attack and waited eagerly for the rebels to attack the city every day. Unexpectedly, before the rebels could attack the city, Huangshi's fire camp was waiting for them. When He Dingyuan connected with the fire-fighting battalion, he knew that there would be no chance to annihilate the enemy. It was already a matter of time before the rebels would be destroyed. In the pursuit of victory, casualties are inevitable. But it is a bit unreasonable for soldiers to take risks for the sake of personal desire to make meritorious deeds. Seeing that the war is no longer suspense, He Dingyuan is very happy to allow more soldiers to return home healthy. And Jia Minghe was very disgusted with She Suiming and An Bangyan. After the atmosphere relaxed, Jia Minghe immediately shouted: "The bones of She Suiming and An Bangyan are too soft, so many people died for them, how can they still do it?" Surrender and still think about living?" Huang Shi smiled and said nothing, but he was in a good mood. Zhang Heming explained to Jia Minghe: "How can these two thieves survive? They will definitely end up being cut into pieces after being sent to the capital. They just want to use their bodies in exchange for the court's lenient treatment of their people." Jia Minghe was stunned for a moment. He seemed to see the scene of the southwest rebels desperately crossing the river again. He couldn't bear it for a moment and asked again: "Master Zhang, will the court be lenient in dealing with the rebels in Shuixi and Yongning?" Zhang Heming twirled his long beard and said with a smile: "I'm afraid not. If it's just two people. The thieves will be captured. Maybe the imperial court will recruit their sons, but now most of the thieves in Shuixi and Yongning are at ease. The remaining party in Shuixi and Yongning are not enough to cause trouble. I think these two Xuanfu divisions should be uprooted and their clans slaughtered. They should be used to intimidate other local officials. Although Zhang Heming said what he thought the court would do, in fact the court generally recognized the determination of the local officials responsible for the suppression. Therefore, Huangshi knew that the lives of many soldiers and civilians in Shuixi and Yongning were actually under his control. In Zhang Heming's hands, after He Dingyuan and Jia Minghe left, Zhang Heming pondered for a moment and then turned around and asked Huang Shi: "In your opinion, what should Marshal Huang do with these tens of thousands of rebel troops?" This time, with the defeat of She Chongming and An Bangyan, The surrounded enemy troops also surrendered to the Ming army. In addition to the soldiers they brought with them, there were also many local soldiers transporting food. In addition to the Yongning army that had surrendered to Huangshi before, the Ming army captured a total of 50,000 rebels, including More than three thousand strong women were also recruited to transport grain. "Huang Shuai's killing of tens of thousands this time is already a lot, but at this level, more is always better, right?" Zhang Heming spoke with a very calm tone and no expression on his face. No waves. "I heard that Mr. Zhang just wanted to report to the court to let Yongning and Shuixi return to their native land, right?" "That's right, so it's troublesome for these people to stay. Maybe they will all turn against each other in the blink of an eye. Huangshi has long been After thinking about the issue of the captive land, he also knew that it would be a great achievement for such a large area of ??land to be "returned to its native land". Zhang Heming would definitely not let it pass. When he saw Zhang Heming admitting this intention, he cautiously said: "Zhang Laomo." The general feels that it is unlucky to kill and capture prisoners. Moreover, these native soldiers may allow us to use barbarians to control barbarians. " "Oh? Tell me about it. October 16, the seventh year of the Apocalypse, the emperor has been speechless for the past few days. Yesterday, he almost choked several times. Tianqi seemed to be a little better today. He signaled with his eyes to the queen, asking her to recruit King Xin into the palace immediately. He also asked the entire cabinet to wait outside the palace. In the afternoon, King Xin stumbled in and opened his mouth to speak, but burst into tears. Although he lay on the ground and kowtowed to the emperor as a courtesy, he could not utter a single word. The queen and the young eunuchs who were serving were all shocked when they saw this. Although everyone was mentally prepared, it was definitely rude for King Xin to do this after Tianqi returned to active duty. On the contrary, Tianqi smiled, and his black face once again glowed with a kind light. While struggling to keep breathing, he squeezed out a few words intermittently: "King Xin is really my dear brother." After saying these words, Tianqi stopped talking again. He breathed hard and at the same time motioned with his eyes to the attendant to move a seat for King Xin. After the eunuch brought the bench, Tianqi frowned and expressed dissatisfaction no matter how he arranged it. Finally, he was satisfied until King Xin sat next to the sickbed. Every time he breathed, there would be a sharp metallic roar in Tianqi's chest. Although he almost lost the strength to cough, he still put his hand on King Xin's hand and gently stroked the back of his brother's hand with his fingertips. After a while, Tianqi He turned his gaze to the door again, with hope and persistence in his eyes. Everyone read the exclusive until Tianqi looked towards the door from time to time until the sun turned to the west. The hall was deathly silent except for the emperor's breathing like a broken bellows. "Long live Lord Zhu, long live Lord Zhu" Wei Zhongxian shouted all the way as he ran towards the palace. His heavy footsteps echoed throughout the corridors and palace. These days, whenever Tianqi wakes up, he will call Wei Zhongxian to the General Affairs Department. After hearing Wei Zhongxian¡¯s shout, Tianqi¡¯s eyes lit up. He tried hard to raise his head and seemed to want to sit up, but finally gave up. As soon as Long Live Lord Wei Zhongxian rushed in, he knelt down on the ground, holding a memorandum and shouted: "Great Southwest Victory: Huang Shuai defeated the bandits at Chishui Guards and killed 12,655 living prisoners. She Suiming, An Bang Yan and his followers numbered more than 45,000. After saying this, Wei Zhongxian put aside the memorial and grabbed the ground with his head: "Long live the Lord, long live the Lord is happy." Daqi suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength. He lay flat on the bed and relaxed. With a flick of his fingers, everyone retreated obediently, leaving only King Xin. Tian Qi lucked out for a while and said: "The Donglin Party cannot be trusted, don't listen to their nonsense."Slang. " King Xin cried and said: "It's the emperor's brother. " Tianqi nodded slightly and said in a hiss after a while: "Make good use of Wei Zhongxian and Huang Shi. " King Xin nodded desperately while crying: "It's the emperor's brother. "The next few words Tianqi said very simply: "Queen Shante. King Xin finally burst into tears. He lay beside his brother's bed and shouted: "I obey the order." King Xin felt a hand touch the top of his head and it was very strong. He raised his head with tears in his eyes and vaguely saw that his brother was still there. Smile at him. "Come on one by one" Tianqi said the last few words very loudly, as if he had regained his physical strength and vitality. He vomited out his full hope loudly: "My brother is regarded as Yao and Shunli." On October 16th, the seventh year of Tianqi, the Mingxi clan collapsed. .